Is there anybody going to listen to my story
All about the girl who came to stay?
She's the kind of girl you want so much
It makes you sorry
Still you don't regret a single day.

Well I'd rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Of I won't know where I am

Well you know that I'm a wicked guy
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can't spend my whole life
Trying just to make it tow the line

Little girl
Little girl
Little girl
Fatty girl
Baby want me
Fatty girl
Catch you with another man

Yo, girl you taste like a cinnabun
So sweet from the thighs to the cheek [bad word] on the beach check the size of my meat
Call me the pusher ludacris king ding-a-ling sheet smusher
Sweet street pusher give me that gusher.. nasty stuff
Looker I took her..ran out of liquor... (time to re-up) [bad word] her [bad word] (who give's a [bad word] 
Rap fame and plat thangs they can't hang
I mack dames and pack thangs and act strange
Jang-a-ling dang-a-ling oh no they can't stop
Take it to the floor back up and then drop

Well I'd rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Of I won't know where I am

Let this be a sermon
I mean everything I've said
Baby, I'm determined
And I'd rather see you dead

Little girl
Little girl
Little girl
Fatty girl
Baby want me
Fatty girl
Catch you with another man

You got the tongue clitoris [bad word] and belly pierced
necklace around yo waist toe rings
Girl do yo thing
I mean in them jeans yo shape is beautiful
And everything is clean cut down to the cuticle
Whoo-wee Jesus JoJo K-Ci and Mary
Girl you don't know what you do to me 
Toes all painted .. feet all out
Here's an aphrodisiac for the mall without a doubt 

Fatty girl, Fatty girl, Fatty girl...

I hate you so much right now
I hate you so much right now
AAAaahhhhhhhhrrrrrr......

I hate you so much right now
I hate you so much right now
I hate you so much right now
AAAaahhhhhhhhrrrrrr......

I hate you so much right now

Little girl

People sell dem soul a for a slice of bread
Don't watch how man business may get eye turn red
Pay attention to like how easy man dead
It's ready been written man it's ready been said
Mi travel a thousand miles just to lick a guy head
Yuh might pick up teflon mixed with led
Don't get mi angry mon or neither fled
Nuff snitches a work for CIA and feds
We beat 'em badly and mek di whole a dem dead
And this di original di badily boom skegereg
Freestyle fanatic, stayin quietly in da attic
Spittin like a [bad word] automatic
So let mi tell yuh straight a like elastic
Watch how yuh start it, let mi tell yuh fo real yo
Gimme yo a chance